She sits in her corner
Singing herself to sleep
Wrapped in all of the promises
That no one seems to keep
She no longer cries to herself
No tears left to wash away
Just diaries of empty pages
Feelings gone astray
But she will sing
'Til everything burns
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I love your dress and hair.
I sure do
how's college?
It sure sounds fun - college.
Aw. ~3 How old is it?
we don't know how old is he since we took him from the street, but i think he's a kitten born this spring.